Skeptic Septic
"I dont think thats true" he muttered, turning reluctantly to face her
"Santram asked me if I knew if my friends took it, iska kya matlab hai?" she asked agonized
"I bet they didnt take it I bet its somewhere around" he said calmly
"she suspected my friends stole it? or the girls from the parlor?" II sat on the step
"You need to get up II" he said
"To jao na yaar aap oopar I am not going" she said extremely uneasy "can I call her?" she looked up at him
"I am sure Santram will find it II, lets go" he persuaded
"They all came in between 3 and 4 PM, I know two girls really well, the the ones that came together,
u know cant even recall their names I dont know those girls, they both work there I know, at the Mohan Singh Market parlor, I dont go to their Munirka one" II racked her brains
"I thought Manya's room is locked!!!" she continued
"Can we please discuss this upstairs?"
"No we may not Ive been accused of stealing or someone that visited me on MY invitation" II was teary eyed
He sat down by her... "I am going to go down and ask him to look everywhere" he turned her face toward him "Its a fricking laptop II it costs 2 or 3 grand" he reassured
"thats like Rs.2 lakhs" II was stunned ... "Its probably high end, Apple tha na?" she looked at him finally, her eyes were red
"I dont know, I rarely go down to the first floor" he admitted
"I DONT EITHER I never go, I dont even know how many rooms the house has" she cried softly
She wore a brick red saree, a printed silk of some sort her hair adorned with flowers,
she looked gorgeous, he thought, hair neatly braided, with a larger red bindi and nose ring.
He was as usual dressed in cargos and a navy BR tee... his clothes like himself was nothing to talk about... ever
"I am telling you, its no big deal I am going to call Santram right now and we can get this over with"
"No no... No dont do that, she will think we dont trust her, he will think we are suspecting her" she cried
He got up "YOU KNOW WHAT I AM NOT SURE WHAT I SHOULD DO THEN" he hissed
"I am going to go buy a new laptop and will you help me ship it to her?" II asked
"I will... NOT" he bit out every word
"So its OK for her to think I stole it?" she accused in a louder voice
"If you are going to be paranoid about it I am going up"
"You probably agree too then" she said
"Enough II" he said giving her one last blistering look
She sat on the steps and continued to play out the events of the afternoon and evening, she wondered if she should have checked the bags the girls brought, they were carrying LARGE tote bags
in which the yoga mat like massage beds were rolled in... they carried a bunch of supplies... and towels and such... she didnt even know when they left, she saw one leave.. no... two leave... she didnt notice the third one leave
40 minutes on the steps and no answers, she went up... he was in the balcony reading a book, TWIRLING HIS HAIR
He didnt look up...
"Ummm.. suno" she said
He didnt look up, she lingered by the curtain... "Suno" she said
He looked up "Umm... can I go search downstairs?"
She was afraid to go through the rooms now, it made him more furious
He just looked piercingly.. " Should I be finger printing you?" he asked softly, she could see his jaw clench
"You could if you want to, since something else may go missing" she said unfazed... hot breath escaping her nostril, as her face puffed in agitation and despair
He went back to his book after burning two mid size holes on her face...
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She went down and went through room by room by room, inch by inch, she didnt even remember which rooms were used for massage vs waxing/facials etc...
He came down when she wa sin the second room, "II"
"Come here" he said hands his pocket...
"Nahi... wahin se kaho" she said, leaning on a window wearily and staring out...
the rooms were HUGE and tons of stuff everywhere, chest of drawers, books collectibles, drawers, closets, annexes
"I called and left a message" he said
"WHAT DID U SAY?" she asked startled...
"she needs to call me back"
"I WANTED TO TALK. She will now think I MADE you call" II didnt know how to address such sticky topics,
she had never been married before, never been accused of stealing, never had a SIL that lived overseas.
"Its OK... you can talk when she returns my call" he was mighty irritated
"Ofcourse I can then she will believe me. Using the husband to get out of punishment" II lamented
"I dont think ANYBODY thinks ... ummm... I think you need to calm down (he couldnt even bring himself to SAY it)
II opened a chest of drawer and leaned groaning "there is just SO MUCH stuff here" she began to cry
"You DONT have to search for it I TOLD YOU THAT A MILLION TIMES" he raised his voice
"Like the laptop will voluntarily walk into my hands when I summon it" she shot back
"If you quit being snarky, we can surely forget about it" he said mockingly
"The next time someone accuses you of burglary you should try meditation will surely inspire me" II said irritably
"Oh wait, THAT will never happen because Mr Raman Bhalla is one of the wealthiest in India"
"thats a cheap shot II" he said searingly
"I am sorry I will apologize... I bet one of my friends stole it" she said choking, walking over to the window
Kyunki Saas Bhi Kabhi Bahu Thi 2
